Breanna Sits On A Wimpy Youthful Face

Breanna Sits On A Wimpy Youthful Face
Oh look at this! A fresh little boy I can sit on! says breanna with excitement! Youre so little and puny! God I could squish you in inbetween my toes like an insignificant ant, you chunk of hit! Futile! she says as she sits on his face! Once again breanna releases a barrage of insults enough to make him sob! I could sit here and strangle little pricks like you all day! she says waiting for him to writhe under her bottom! Futile tiny little body, what would you be good for other than just smothering? breanna wonders, keeping his tiny little face and nose pressed under her bum! breanna continues to taunt and toy with his precious oxygen! God youre such a puy, youre not good at this at all! she says dissapointed in his ability to hold his breath for long periods of time! Well theres nothing else to do on a rainy afternoon so I might as well just try and make you suffocate!. breanna sits for the last time keeping him under her until he eventually passes out!